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Women's Ministry
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A month in planning and decorating the Shoop house living room with lights, garlands, and guilded balls from the curtains welcomed the ladies to the Christmas season and a special time together.  We sang around a white clad table with Granny's white cotton sheets, an air of nostalgia there, for me anyway!! and of poinsettas in between candles and pinecones- from Diana, who walked around the hospital grounds collecting them.
One by one they came bringing their gifts for the family, chosing a place to sit, we opened our meeting with Rose Webb playing guitar with Florence McLeod and the autoharp.  What a nice combination! 
Bev opened with prayer, then singing Silent Night, Holy Night, Oh Holy Night, Star of Bethlehem, Ladies, you sounded like an angel chorus!
Florence read a worship story from a little pamphlet called Overcome Any Problem by Carlton Johnson, entitled "God is with You".  From the promise in Matthew 28:20 he assures us nothing is too hard for the Lord.  If God be for us, who can be against us? Rom 8:31. 
Over riding any problem thru God's telephone number, which is never busy!!!  Here it is--JEREMIAH 33:3 "Call unto me and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not!"
If problems seem to be overwhelming, perhaps it is because our telephone is off the hook".  So practice to believe, to have faith and read the Bible for His thoughts.  As she closed with prayer we sang the song "O Come all ye Faithful"


One more thought..........
The Christmas story, as you read in Luke 1 reading from verse 63, describes the father, Zacharius, naming his baby John, then his mouth was opened and he spake, praising God.  He prophesied, saying what the commission of John, and Jesus, and ultimately ours also, in the next verses to the end of the chapter, is to be.
Our attention to the word brings us strength, faith, joy and mercy to mankind ~ 79-To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.  Amen! 


With the closing of our requests a prayer was read, standing in a circle around the table, here is the prayer ~
Father, I ask you to bless my friends, to minister to their spirit at this moment.  Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy.  Where ther is self doubting, release a renewed confidence in Your ability to work through them.  Where there is tiredness, or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, patience, and strength as they learn submission to your leading.  Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage.  Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life.  Bless their finances, five them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them.  Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and to reveal to them the pwer they have in You to defeat it.  I ask these things in Jesus name, thank you for hearing this plea, Amen.


A long day for everyone and we are ready to settle down for a meal of soup and sandwiches.  And a banqueting table was spread before us by all the ladies, very good meal with big apples for dessert.
Click on the Recipe section for your how to's for  Ministrone and America's Favorite Cold Soup ~ Vichyssoise, but we ate it warm!! 

getting ready

for the picture

As you can see we are getting ready to leave and get a group picture.  Stockings filled with goodies hung over the walls were for the ladies. Remember to return them as we will use it for next year! 
We packed up the presents, loaded the cars, left the dishes because there was no water, which came on later!, drove down to the family in Two Mile, piled into their living room, sang a song, prayed with them and went our way.
Happy New Year Everyone
and God bless.

Partners:  things to do....
  • Shopping together
  • lunch
  • make pancakes
  • send a card
  • phone
  • pray for each other

Please get in touch with your partner at least once a month, or once a week, and any other time that you agree on.  You may do all or one of the above. Your choice.  Ladies who do not come to the meetings regularily-feel free to come without obligation to have a partner.


The gifts just kept coming in!! Very exciting to see how we all pulled together to make a Chrismas happy for the Pepchuk family in Two Mile.  After the meeting ended we drove down  to their house with two carloads of presents.  My car was full and so was Rose's. Her car was also full of people! 
To see the look of surprise on the kids face was great too as each one was given a wrapped present to put underneath their tree.  One of them even tried to lift the huge sack of potatoes, then the other brother came along and tried to help him.  Too heavy! but Grandpa came to the rescue.  Wow! he said, we have enough to last us till Spring. 
Well it was a great moment for all of us.  Gathering in the living room we sang Silent Night, and prayed with the family as they each one said Thank you so much, with much appreciation for a great Christmas.  A very nice family too.


In this newsletter I do not apologize for putting names here.  We want you to know that we are praying for you.  Our prayers for you help to make us strong in faith also.  As a united group we can do a little part in changing your life.  One gentleman was told we were praying for him, "Bob", He appreciated so much the prayers that were for him because now he is on the road to health and remission.  A long way to go but a happier person to know someone cared to put his name on the prayer list!
Our names for this month are strength and courage for You...
  • Andrea, Heide, Ruth T, Ruth C, Alma B,
  • Laura R, Linda H
  • John Sherry, Christopher, Tony
  • David and Crystal
  • Norman - "Bob"
  • Jaimie and Josie - find a church or to get a 3ABN dish
  • DesJarlais family
  • Denise and her aunt
  • Harvey MC, S. Haloravich
  • Rex and Phyllis
  • Most importantly that our church will stand by it's teachers, that we will remember the witness to the community, that we can choose a teacher


Heather Hagen   January 14


Each one was to demonstrate how to fold a napkin, but for some reason did not read that part on the last newsletter, so it was omitted.
to Sara Redding who gave each of us a beautifully wrapped present in yellow and white.  She made scented bath salts of lavender,  and also I might add to Bob for making great popcorn. The old fashioned way.  I remember making it over the wood stove and shaking the pot like crazy.  Good stuff though!
Thank you to Betty Hagen for arranging the Women's Ministry Potlucks each month, and to the people who had it in their homes and hosted the meals.  Great times together. 
Thank you to Betty for thinking of getting Rose to play for us, and Sara for making cards.
Thank you to Ruth T for the lovely wreaths.
Thank you, each one, who came to the meetings either once or many, for your support and attendance.  It was great having you there and missed you when you weren't.
Thank you to Valerie, who 'volunteered'  to have a partner.  We know lots of you are very busy.

  • WILL BE HELD IN THE CHURCH BASEMENT, the third Sunday in January, 16th, 2005, 4-6pm
  • for those of you who are new our tradition is to bring sanwiches only, someone will make soup.  NO SWEETS PLEASE
  • Bring a tooney for each meeting to cover the cost of the soup.
  • Bring a gift for someone/family who does not attend the meeting to encourage, meet a need or other
  • Be prepared to reserve your talking/visiting until the preliminaries of the meeting are over.  You may visit during the meal.  Thank you.
  • We try to start the meeting on time so everyone can get home at a good hour
  • If you have a craft, recipe or other demonstration please let me know
  • This next year, should I say we! or I, would like to make blankets for the children of an orphanage or ADRA, start working on one and we will bring it to a meeting one time and  tie or quit them as is needed, for display.
  • NEEDING a volunteer to make soup 

there is ONE smile! and Melissa hiding!

  1. Bonnie McCreery - Charlotte Smith
  2. Heather H. - Rose Johnson
  3. Florence McLeod - Denise Olson
  4. Laura Reimche - Diana Hatzi
  5. Betty Hagen - Ruth Townsend
  6. Bev A - Linda Hagen
  7. Jo Proctor - Alice Bennett



When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood.  I remember well the polished, old case fastened to the wall.  The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box.
I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.  Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device, lived an amazing person.  Her name was "Information Please", and there was nothing she did not know.  "Information Please" could supply anyone's number and correct time.
My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor.
Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying, because there was no one home to give sympathy.
I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.  The telephone!  Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing.  Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.  "Information Please", I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.
A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear, "Information".
"I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.
"Isn't your mother home?" came the question.
"Nobody's home but me", I blubbered.
"Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.
"No", I replied, "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."
"Can you open the icebox?" she asked.  I said I could.  "Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger", said the voice.
After that, I called "Information Please" for everything.  I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was.  She helped me with my math.  She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.  Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died.  I called "Information Please", and told her the sad story.  She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child.  But I was not consoled.  I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"  She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Paul, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."  Somehow I felt better.
Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please".  "Information" said the now familiar voice.  "How do I spell fix?" I asked.
All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest.  When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston.  I missed my friend very much.  "Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall.  As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.
Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then.  I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane let down in Seattle.  I had about a half-hour or so between planes.  I spent fifteen minutes or so, on the phone with my sister, who lived there now.  Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, "Information Please".
Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well. "Information".
I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"
There was a long pause.  Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."  I laughed, "So it's really you", I said.  "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time."
"I wonder", she said, "if you know how much your calls meant to me.  I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."  I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.  "Please do", she said.  "Just ask for Sally."
Three months later, I was back in Seattle.  A different voice answered, "Information".  I asked for Sally.  "Are you a friend?" she said.  "Yes, a very old friend", I answered.  "I'm sorry to have to tell you this", she said,  "Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick.  She died five weeks ago."  Before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Paul?"
"Yes", I answered.
"Well, Sally left a message for you.  She wrote it down in case you called.  Let me read it to you."  The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in.  He'll know what I mean."
I thanked her and hung up.  I knew what Sally meant.
Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.
Whose life have you touched today?